GOT ME UNDER PRESSURE

She likes wearin lipstick She likes French cuisine But she won't let me use my passion Unless it's in a limousine She got me under pressure She got me under pressure She likes the art museum She moan like Pavlov's dog She fawn like the... She likes it in a London fog She don't like other women She likes whips and chains She likes cocaine And flippin out with Great Danes She's about all I can handle It's too much for my brain It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure I'm gonna give her a message Here's what I'm gonna say, It's all over She might get out a night stick And hurt me real real bad By the roadside.... It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure It's got me under pressure